If I Were Spirit
“There are simple and good and straightforward and well-behaved people,
I’m sure. But this is not...about them.”
― Eloghosa Osunde, Vagabonds!
I suppose that if I were spirit,
I would rise above the communal and earthly pressure to conform.
I suppose if I were spirit,
I would exist freely across realms, morphing to my satisfaction.
I would play and dine with my otherworldly counterparts without worrying about being out of place because there is no one place.
We are punished for non-conformity, for ‘ruining aesthetics’ as they say. Aesthetics that will rather have me silenced, hidden, dead.
I suppose if I were spirit,
I would not be bent and broken to fit their poorly constructed mold.
Fluid, I seep through the cracks refusing to be as they please, because what pleases them erases me.
So I am spirit but far from invisible.
- d.a.
